of chocolates, among other things. On one occasion, he met a man at a distance from his mail—box,

and Mr. Whalen stopped to give the man his mail. The man refused, saying, “No, my mail-box is down at my driveway, so put the mail in it there.” Mr. Whalen cooperated. A few days later, this same man was expecting some mail and could not wait for the mailman to come. So he went to meet him a distance from home, and requested his mail. Mr. Whalen, remembering the former episode, said, “No, your mail- box is at your driveway, so I’ll put the mail in it there,” which he did. On another occasion, two seniors had an argument over the newspaper. It seems that a certain man did not want to spend the money to

subscribe to the m, so he borrowed it from a lady who also lived in the senior citizens residence. He liked to read it first. So, she agreed that if he picked up her mail, he could read the paper first. One day, he forgot to return the paper to its rightful owner, and she became upset. The next day, the man wanted Mr. Whalen to put the lady’s newspaper in his box because he did not want to pick up her mail any more. However, he still wanted to read the newspaper. The mailman could not grant his wish. From then on, the two seniors continued to disagree over many trivial matters. ~ His initials were G.M., so he was christened “General Motors.” Here initials were M.F., so they nicknamed her “Massey Ferguson.” Many times, when an argument occurred, some would say, “‘General Motors’ and ‘Massey Ferguson’ are at it again!” Another lady always boasted to Mr. Whalen about how tough she was, and didn’t mind the cold. To prove her point, she would come out to the mail—box in frigid temperatures wearing no coat, and lightly clad with slacks, a short sleeve blouse, and a white apron. The more she talked about her ability to fight the cold, the longer it took Mr. Whalen to sort the mail. She never gave in, but waited patiently while he pretended to be “all thumbs” while sorting out her

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